There she was. It was her. I could not believe my eyes. I was completely lost for words.In her late forties she was even more stunning than I remember...d. Standing there in her swimming costume that made her curves and tight stomach look like a model from sports illustrated. I could barley contain myself.She clearly did not recognise me. I plucked up the courage to say "you don't remember me". From there much wine was consumed and the chat was free flowing and great. We all had dinner together. Shit, even masturbation is losing it's appeal. You clean up, and drop back down in your bunk. Overwhelmed by boredom, you fall asleep.You awake with a start as something slams into your side. You quickly realize it's the floor. The ship is rocking like mad, and you have a tough time getting to your feet. You slowly make your way to the deck and your jaw drops at the scene. The wind is howling, with dark clouds blocking out the sky, the only light coming from flashes of lighting. "Oh crap," you. ” Herb helped with the anchors as we set up our umbrellas and chairs on the ocean side of the island. Leia led Max away with his Frisbee. Its surface was mottled with holes from his teeth. They played while we relaxed. The Fitzgerald’s were an interesting couple. She was an OB/GYN and he ran a small business installing and repairing heat pumps. Everyone in our area had a heat pump and I knew there were plenty of companies out there. You had to be good to be successful.We had a fine time. Suzanne waited until we were on the approach to the eighth green before she brought up the subject of adoption. Why she hadn't said anything while we were having lunch at her apartment stumped me. Why she waited until I was two strokes over on a very difficult par five hole to broach the subject astounded me. Why it was Suzanne and not Mr. Oldham speaking to me about this most delicate subject bothered me the most. Was I pissed at Mr. Oldham for letting her interfere with our relationship?I was.